When someone dies in a hospital, they take a sheet and cover the body. That's what they did with my brother. Darry went off to talk with a nurse while I found a payphone to call Steve and Two-bit. I started dialing Steve's number.
"Hello," Steve answered the phone.
"Hi, Steve it's Ponyboy. I'm at the hospital with Darry and..." I started.
"Is everything okay? Where's Soda?" Steve interrupted.
"Soda's dead Steve. He killed himself," I choked into the phone.
"I'll be there in a minute," He said and hung up. I then proceded to call Two-bit.
"Hi," I little girls voice came through the phone. My breathing beame heavy and I felt my throat close up. For some reason thoughts rushed through my head. Soda was once that young. Not a care about anything. I wondered when he started thinking about suicide. Then I think about how he'll never have kids. How I would have to tell my kids that uncle Sodapop killed himself.
"Keith, there's a boy crying on the other end of the line," His sister yelled. I pulled the phone away from my mouth. Two-bit answered the phone.
"Soda?" he asked and I shook my head. After I realized he couldn't see me, I answered, "No."
I had never been so afraid of the dark as I was that night. I wanted to sleep but I just couldn't. Two-bit's words pulsed through my chest.
"Ponyboy, Nothing can change what has just happened," Two-bit started to cry. "But any of us could've stopped it."
Darry didn't speak until after we got home. When he entered the darkness of the room, I thought it might be Sodapop Patrick Curtis.
"Don't let Two-bit's comment get to you. Soda was sick. He was crazy. No one could've saved him. He wanted to die and he did. He didn't even think about what it would do to us," Darry said. I couldn't see him from the darkness of the bedroom and I didn't want to. If he wanted to call my brother crazy, I didn't want to talk to him. That night, I had the worst nightmares I've ever had. Worse than the one's I had when mom and dad died. I loved Soda more than anyone else in the world and I never wanted to see another day without him.
AN: Sorry for the very short filler but I needed for this to be said. I will post a longer chapter soon. I promise.